Dream Hua Embers Records

Yan Qihao immersed himself in military affairs behind the table, while Yan Yin stood in the middle of the tent with his bow outstretched.

It was very quiet in the tent, there was a thud, it sounded so clearly, it seemed that there was a faint echo on the walls.

Yan Qihao raised his head from the cumbersome documents, and saw that Yan Yin's hairline and neckline were wet, and the few water marks on the ground were the sweat from his body.Yan Yin's face was flushed red, her teeth were biting her lips tightly, her hands and feet were shaking involuntarily.

"It's only for a while, can't you hold on anymore?" Yan Qihao asked in a deep voice.

Yan Yin didn't dare to open her mouth, for she was afraid that once she opened her mouth, she would not be able to lift it up again if she vented her breath. Even the strength from the tip of her hair was poured into her arms, so she could barely maintain the fullness of that bow. Open your mouth with half the strength to make a sound?

Yan Yin opened her eyes wide, looked directly at Yan Qihao, and nodded vigorously, indicating that she could still hold on. After nodding, she realized that the nod was quite ambiguous, as if to say that she couldn't hold on anymore... Yan Yin's eyelashes In a blink of an eye, there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and he shook his head slightly.

"It's not even half an hour. You can weigh it yourself and see if you can last for an hour. If you can't, give up as soon as possible, so as not to hurt your body." Yan Qihao's tone was very flat, as if he was concerned, but also as if he was mocking.

Yan Yin shook her head vigorously, and spit out three words, "I can do it!" Before she finished speaking, her hand was already shaking so much that she couldn't control the bow, and she saw the bow shaking crookedly, like a living thing, and Yan Yin Yin's arm was getting stronger... With a soft sound, Yan Yin finally let go of his hand, the bow fell to the ground with a clang, and Yan Yin immediately sat paralyzed on the ground, her arms were shaking uncontrollably, and she couldn't control herself.

"So your persistence is nothing more than this." Yan Qihao smirked, but ignored Yan Yin, and continued to look down at the military newspapers.

Yan Yin gasped for breath for a while, finally gathered her strength, grabbed the bow again, and said in a hissed voice, "I can do it, let's do it again!" Saying this, she stood up abruptly, stretching her arms, He even drew the bow alone.

Yan Qihao was very surprised. Originally, he just wanted to give Yan Yin a difficult problem so that he could retreat. He didn't expect this kid to have a tenacity, and the more frustrated he became, the more courageous he became.

At this time, Yan Yin's hair was already soaked in sweat, sticking to her face, she looked embarrassed and miserable, her lips, as if congested with blood, were shockingly red.

The sound of splashing water became more and more intense, Yan Qihao frowned and looked closely.

"Yin'er!" Yan Qihao exclaimed, and jumped up from behind the desk, because he saw that the wet marks that landed on the ground were not only sweat, but also drops of blood.

Yan Qihao rushed to Yan Yin in three steps at a time, snatched the bow, used it on the ground, turned over Yan Yin's body, slapped him a few times with his palm, and scolded, "Who taught you to pull it like this?" Bow?!"

It turned out that Yan Qihao had already helped Yan Yin wear a moose horn puller on his thumb to protect his fingers from being hurt by the bowstring, but who knew that Yan Yin did not follow the bow-drawing method taught by Yan Qihao this time, using his thumb to draw the string, but It is unknowingly using the Turkic Hu method, using the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger to hook the string together.Hu Fa is indeed easier to use force, suitable for drawing a large bow, but not suitable for a short bow for riding and shooting. Generally speaking, Yuan Jun rarely uses it.But Yan Yin didn't have any protection, just messed around like this, the bow string cut her finger, and it was dripping with blood.

Yan Yin had tears in her eyes, "No one taught me, I thought about it myself, only in this way can I use my strength to draw the bow."

"You only know how to draw the bow, don't you need your fingers?!" Yan Qihao was even more angry, and hit him twice more.

Yan Yin's body trembled, and tears fell, "If my father hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have made such a move."

"Okay! Is it still my fault?" Yan Qihao was so angry that his hands trembled.

Yan Yin looked innocent, "You know that I can't hold on for an hour, but you still have to deal with this problem. Don't you want me to risk my life to do it? This little injury is nothing."

Yan Qihao roared, "How do you know the power of this bowstring! If you are not careful, the veins will be cut off, and this hand will be useless, do you know that?!"

"I don't know...you didn't tell me..." Yan Yin looked aggrieved.

Yan Qihao was furious, but calmed down, "Since you can't hold on, why did you retreat without knowing the difficulty?"

Yan Yin shook her head, "I don't want the crown prince's brother to have tattoos on his face, so no matter what problems you have, father, I will do my best." She said, wiping the tears on her face with the back of her hand.Because of the wound on his hand, the blood smeared on his face, making the whole face blurred with blood and tears, which looked a bit funny.

Yan Qihao's heart softened, he took out the handkerchief to wipe Yan Yin's face clean, and wrapped up the wound on his hand.Standing there straight luck, do not know what to say.

Yan Yin asked timidly, "Father, can you allow me to rest for a day, and come back tomorrow to try again? Don't tattoo the prince's brother, okay?"

"Your hand injury is like this, what will you try tomorrow?" Yan Qihao looked helpless.

"I can change to draw the string with my left hand. Anyway, I just draw the bow and don't pay attention to the accuracy. Aren't the left hand and the right hand the same?"

Yan Qihao sighed helplessly, this child didn't know what was in his head, he always had unexpected whimsy.

"Can you do it?" Yan Yin gently took Yan Qihao's sleeve, swayed from side to side, raised her face, her eyes were full of hope.

Yan Qihao's heart melted into a puddle of water in an instant, but he still kept a straight face and reprimanded, "At Yinshi tomorrow, wait outside the tent, and Daddy will teach you how to ride a horse. If you are half a point late, there is no room for negotiation." gone."

"What if it's not too late?" Yan Yin chased after him.

"If it's not too late, if you can learn to ride a horse within a day, your father will grant your wish."

"How did my wish come true?" Yan Yin still asked the bottom line.

Yan Qihao stretched out a finger, poked the back of Yan Yin's ear, and said in a deep voice, "I will stab the slave seal here, on the head and face, as long as this place is inconspicuous and can be seen from the front, it is not considered a violation of the rules. "

Yan Yin's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Father!"

"But you have to promise me one thing." Yan Qihao said in a deep voice.

"what's up?"

"From now on, you are not allowed to meet with Kang Ying."

"why?"

"No reason! If you want something, you have to pay an equal price. There are no good things that come for nothing. Don't think that if you get hurt, Daddy will compromise because he loves you. Even if Daddy loves you, but you You will eventually grow up and face the storms outside alone, the world will not love you, so don't always use this childish way to get what you want."

Yan Yin blushed, lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and asked, "Can you write a letter?"

This kid, why do you have to bargain for everything?Yan Qihao could hardly hold back, so he could only hold back, trying to maintain a cold face, "No!"

"I'm the only one who writes, so it's alright if you don't let the elder brother of the prince return?" Yan Yin continued to fight.

Yan Qihao frowned, "Why is that?"

"Brother Prince was treated as an abandoned son by his father. He must have felt very uncomfortable. Being a prisoner, and being so far away from home, with no one to talk to, must be suffering every day...I wrote to him, at least It can relieve him. I don't need him to reply, because I am alone by the emperor's side. Although I am lonely, I will definitely have a much better life than him. Therefore, I don't need his comfort, as long as he can receive My letter is enough..."

When Yan Qihao heard this, his heart softened, and he hugged Yan Yin.

Yan Yin only felt that something was stuffed in her chest, and Yan Qihao's voice came from her head, "Hold this well, wear it tomorrow, don't let the rein hurt your fingers again."

Yan Yin looked down and found that it was a pair of exquisite buckskin gloves.

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